Agonizingly slow I watched the clock on my bed side change for hours till it reached 11:11
I sat with my legs crossed and my eyes closed.
Of course, I wished for you.
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What Happened At 11:12 { A Short Story}
Short Story[Completed] In which a boy wishes for a girl everynight at 11:11 and by 11:12 is left upset and heartbroken by the emptiness that surrounds him without her. Maybe one day she'll grant his wish, make him smile and mend his broken heart. "11:11 it co...
